loudbutpointless

well,how was my day...to be honest im not quite sure.bit of back ground first i think,last week my dad was told his stage one prostate cancer is worse then stage 1(stage 1 is "will most likey live" kinda stage) is now classed as probable stage 3 cancer (stage 3 being bend over and kiss your arse goodbye ),for some reason i took this quite well which is testament to how much i am like my father.
I have spent most of my time talking to my sis on the phone to try and calm her and the rest draggging my bro out of pubs where he's been using beer to block out the fact,ive been accused by him during the dragging out of pub fun of not caring about fuck all,being a cold blooded animal,and also ive never loved our father which is why im a bastard... i take all this on the chin as one of us has to be the stong one(damn it!!!!,in my family the eldest son is a clone of the father,shit luck for me).
But.. and there is a but,i had a union meeting tonight and i was dreading it because im 5th generation of my family in the job i do and everyone knows my old man.......and they all know now of the big c thing,WORST PART is hearing so many people say their sorry to hear and not wanting to scream at them that sorry never cured cancer....just sucks, i want to fight the world but if i do i cant be what my family need at the moment